yea, i have quirky habits.
i love the small of chlorine.
i love the smell of petrol.
i love the smell of uhu glue.
i love the smell of gas (kitchen one).
i love the smell of permanant markers.
i love the smell of white board markers.
i love fried fish meat beehoon. but i only eat the beehoon and drink the soup. and seaweed too. plus there must be XO, condensed milk, chilli.
i like spaghettie, and i eat it best with chopsticks.
i dont like porridge, but i like the you tiao when its soaked in porridge.
i hate bread, but i like burgers. only that i remove the patties and eat them while i throw the bread away.
i do NOT like bathing in other people’s house, even if their toilet is nicer than mine.
i have never watched a single episode of doraemon, but i have a doaremon comforter, pillow case, slipper, blablabla.
i think crayon shinchan is irritating but cute.
i hate the thought of growing fat but i eat junk food like there’s no tomorrow.
i mix around much better with guys compared to girls. guys do more fun stuff, except the masturbating part.
i love o2jam, but i stopped playing it. the server hates me.
i think neopets is super retarded yet i have many accounts.
i like the feeling of being rich, yet my heart shatters when i spend money.
i have a play station and an xbox at home, yet i never use them.
i have quite a lot of clothes (to me) yet me, being stupid, wants more.
i hate high heels, cos of blisters, but i want to own a few to be more girl like.
i call girls sluts, whores, skanks but i think being a skank is fun. except the sex part.
deep down, the short mini-me wants to me a model at victoria secrets despite that awful name.
i don’t like rpg games, i think killing people is so horrid, but i liek counter strike. except maybe they sould revamp the game and make BUNNIES shoot RAINBOWS.
i totally detest sitting the mrt, i feel rather sick in it.
i hate taking lifts, its a phobia.
i love the breathtaking scenery, yet i stupidly am afraid of heights.
i love sports, but i hate exercising.
i like games that require me to show my clicking the mouse skill.
i think packing my room is a form of therapy. i think it means spending quality time with myself.
i shall stop writing, go play games, and then shower and meet cass later.
more habits to come!